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would come flying into our dressing
room to be made up, regardless of what
the girls were doing. Practically everyone
dressed at home, so it only meant
slippers + stockings to change. The
curtain was rung up at 8:15 on the
Tableaux of all the dancers, followed
by the Grand March. Our dance was
in the second half of the programme
so a lot of us went up in the upper
left-hand box and watched the
performance from there. The house
was not half full to-night, but a
very enthusiastic audience. Considering
this was our first whole performance
on the stage, everything went off very
well. I fully expected to have stage
fright when Mr. King and I sang our
song, but for some reason or other,
as soon as we got on the stage, I
forgot the audience, and didn't seem
to be nervous at all. [Anson?] Fowler
sent the most beautiful pink roses
to every girl in our dance to-night.
Will Chadwick also sent me the most
exquisite bunch of pink carnations,
+ Wanda [B...p?] sent me lovely white
lilacs, + Dr. [Glason?], a beautiful
bunch of pink rose buds. Dr.
[Tourmond?] send E too, a lovely bunch
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